Chapter 3
“Get ready hor-ny gentlemen in Texas, here I come.”
He hoped his hookup would go better there.
Nineteen hours, over a thousand miles, several short stops, a long one, and dozens of songs later, the duo arrived in Brownsville. AC and Spud slept away what was left of the night and the first hour of daylight in a McDonald’s parking lot right at the border between Texas and Mexico. The bitter coffee from the drive-thru he guzzled for breakfast or the scene with Kentucky John the day before, one left a bad taste in his mouth. Though AC did check the Grindr app first, he decided the need for real food and better java was more immediate than his desire for cowboy cock. Fortunately, five-star grub was right around the corner, according to Siri. Exactly three minutes later, his morning wood under control, AC pulled into JJ’s Diner, ready to satiate at least one of his hungers